'All right,' she said, 'you'll lose.

I shall be well first, and I shall come and visit you.' "Her laugh was so bright, and her voice sounded so much stronger, that I really began to think she had taken a turn for the better, so that when on going in to her I found her pillow wet with tears, I could not understand it.
"'Why, we were so cheerful just a minute ago,' I said; 'what's the matter ?' "'Oh, poor Jack!' she moaned, as her little, wasted fingers opened and closed upon the counterpane.

'Poor Jack, it will break his heart.' "It was no good my saying anything.

There comes a moment when something tells your patient all that is to be known about the case, and the doctor and the nurse can keep their hopeful assurances for where they will be of more use.

The only thing that would have brought comfort to her then would have been to convince her that he would soon forget her and be happy without her.